Clark is really motivated to be in the playroom with me. Dad, not so much yet. That's why there's a lock on the inside of the door though. He'll get there. It breaks my heart when he grabs my hand to go to the room and I can't because I've got something else I need to tend to at the time. So the times I can are increasingly precious! We had a chance this morning for about an hour. I wore shoes so he wouldn't stim off my feet. I said "shoe" and he repeated it. I need to leave the blanket for his bed out of the equation, but used it to our advantage saying "dark!" when he pulled it over our heads, and "light!" when he took it off. He approximated the words but they weren't terribly clear. Nice trying!! I also need more full-size fitted sheets as we only have one and after rolling around on it and off and on again, it's in the laundry. I will go to a local thrift shop today to see if I can find a handful of plain-colored ones as I think we'll be changing them daily. We also need to get the frost on the windows as he spent a lot of time looking out. I will probably also start using the lock on the inside of the door and include a toy in the room with which he can transfer the "open/shut" game he likes to do with the door. As well, Bernie bombarded us and wanted to hug with Mom. Clark was done and left the room at that point. I hate to shut out one kid to work with another, but Dad was here to love on the B, and I'm sure to give the B special attention when the session is over. So all in all, a good lesson for both. I learned more of what I need to have in place, and he learned the true meaning of "dark" and "light". His eye contact is just incredible when we're hugging on the bed....like loverly staring into each others eyes. It's the best! It's so important he know he's not alone in this world.
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